The White Birch And The Sycamore

The White Birch And The Sycamore - Peggy Lee (佩吉·李)

Written by：Peggy Lee

One day when I was feeling very low

My love had gone and oh I loved him so

Thy sky was dim the grass was gray

And then I heard the white birth say

Yes the white birch said to the sycamore

Did you see him walking out the door

If he'd bend a bit it would help a lot

'Cause the trees all know

What the man forgot

My love will you go walking through the trees

And hear them talking with the gentle breeze

I turned to go and heard again

A conversation with a wren

Yes the field mouse said to the little wren

Do you think he's coming home again

If he'd bend a bit it would help a lot

'Cause the trees all know

What the man forgot

I stayed a while and watched the daylight go

The sun had set and left a lovely glow

The little sounds of earth and sky

Still give me hope that he'll pass by

And the crickets chirruped

Till the shades grew long

And the little bird sang an evening song

Then the white birch said to the sycamore

There's the key

That fits to his own front doo